[PQ] this fate is well deserved

M  A   E    A I talked to God to no avail Said, "If you won't save me, please don't waste my time." Her grin at Sunjata was shared in equal measure with Libbs, but then it gradually started to fade as more people arrived. Quanil was a face in the crowd, someone she vaguely recognized from home - the Fields farmers, some neighbor or another, she couldn't recall whom - and of course she knew Ronin by sight and reputation, if nothing else... but she didn't know any of them. Meaning, they were as good as strangers. It was far easier to just listen to instructions and leap into work than try to socialize, so that's what she did. "Let me help you out, Libbs," she said, once it became clear that the others were preoccupied with removing the rubble that covered the floors. Gingerly lifting the barriers she normally kept on her magic, she used her newfound gifts for ice and water to help support what was left of the walls and ceiling while Libbs worked on shoring them up better. The shimmering pillars of ice she conjured would not last long, a temporary solution only, but meant they could work without getting building blocks falling onto their heads. ----- Choosing to Reinforce! Maea uses her ice magic to shore up the walls and ceiling while Libbs start to reinforce them more permanently.